The Sea
J
James McLain
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Our breath now, 'how it comes.
As quick pulsing bright lights,
we shine off, As one.
Our goal is in reach.
The river banked it proves.
Your ocean full beyond all streams,
moving across
the green foamy depths.
Secure on the surface you face,
the sea.
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